Blue Fall, Yellow Spring and Jun Sui

After Yang Qicheng left, the tent fell into silence, Wushuang stared down at the tea in the teacup in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Emperor Huanyu stared at Wushuang who bowed his head, silent.

After a long time, Wushuang sighed softly, and then he said: "Xiao's younger sister is actually the same as Xiao..."

Seeing this, Fang Junqian walked behind him and leaned over to wrap his arms around him, whispering in his ear: "Qingyu... everything is fine now, the previous things are all over, let them pass by."

There was a trace of hot air blowing in the ear, and the deep and slow voice seemed to have magic power to make people feel at ease. He leaned back, put his head on the man's shoulder, turned his head and kissed its cheek lightly, and said: "Fang Jun , thank you..." Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by a sudden kiss, Wushuang was stunned, and in an instant, the other party deftly opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and the fiery breath engulfed his mouth, and he unconsciously let out a "uh—— ", Fang Junqian seemed to have never heard of it and aggravated the kiss, as if it meant punishment, and finally withdrew from Wushuang's mouth, bit his lips lightly, then buried his head on Wushuang's neck, and said sullenly: " Qingyu, you still have a relationship with me..."

Feeling aggrieved, Wushuang couldn't help stroking his forehead, and then lightly pecked Fang Junqian's face, as if hearing Fang Jungan smiled softly, Wushuang pursed his lips and leaned against Fang Jungan.

The years are quiet and the room is safe.

"Qingyu, handle the matter of the great war well, and we'll go to Liaomeng to find Yuyue and heal your leg, okay?"

Feeling the warmth from the person behind him, Xiao Qingyu nodded, and said, "Xiao will help you."

"Your leg..." Fang Jungan wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Wushuang: "It will be fine."

"Ah."

At night, Xiao Qingcheng changed into a moon-white fairy dress with wide sleeves, and her long hair was not tied up. She simply picked out a few strands and braided them into thin braids. She tied a cherry-sized pearl behind her head, and let the rest loose at will. He was holding a wine jar in his hand, which was small but extremely exquisite.

On the way, I heard passers-by say.

"This girl really looks like Master Wushuang."

"What a resemblance, it's exactly the same!"

"..."

Xiao Qingcheng ignored it, and went straight into the barracks to the commander's tent.

"Brother, Brother Jungan, I brought the 'Pear Blossom White' from Qingcheng Pavilion, do you want to try it?"

When the two people in the tent heard Xiao Qingcheng's words, Wushuang blushed slightly, but Fang Junqian was a little depressed, and then smiled evilly, and said: "There is wine, then I will let someone prepare meals." Then he got up and walked out , when passing by Qingcheng, he whispered: "It's brother-in-law~"

Xiao Qingcheng was stunned.

Feeling like crying but no tears, Wushuang nodded, but Xiao Qingcheng deserved to be Xiao Qingcheng, after a while put away his expression, put down his wine and came to Wushuang, saying: "Brother, I will take your pulse."

"it is good."

After a while, Xiao Qingcheng put away her hands, the smile on her face was unprecedentedly relaxed, and her joyful voice was particularly moving, only to hear her say: "The situation is better than I imagined, thanks to the 'Zijing Yulu', this The hope of healing your legs is even greater."

"Qingcheng, the first time I saw you, I thought you had no attachment to the world." Wushuang looked at her smile, this was her relative, not as far away as the first time, standing in front of her now.

Xiao Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then thought about himself, and said, "Then what, I... just pretended."

Xiao Qingyu looked at her, sighed, and said: "Miss Qicheng told us about your past, you don't need to..." Hearing this, Xiao Qingcheng's head slowly lowered, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked down. Said: "You also said that it's all in the past. I've thought about it a lot recently. People can't be resurrected after death. I will never forget them, but I can't just wallow in pain forever. Besides, I still have Qiqi, There is an older brother, Wei Yi, they are very similar, I like him very much...Brother, I want to start a new life, you will all be here, and you won’t leave, right?” The last sentence was almost inaudible, with a slight nasal sound, Wushuang watched her lower her head and tears fell drop by drop on the table, touched her head lightly with her hand, and agreed, "Yeah."

Wiping away his tears, Xiao Qingcheng smiled childishly. How long has it been since he felt loved by his relatives? Four years, right?Then he thought of something again, took out a post and handed it to Wushuang, who received it and saw the letter "Marriage Post" and looked at her suspiciously.

"Brother, open it and have a look."

Xiao Qingyu opened it as he said, only to see Fang Junqian's name written inside, familiar notes, flamboyant and domineering, and there was an empty seat behind.

"Qingyu, the dishes are ready." Fang Junqian saw Xiao Qingyu looking at something with his head down when he entered the tent, he couldn't help being puzzled, he approached and took the things in his hand to study carefully, "Hey, marriage post, tsk tsk tsk ...Hiss, how come there is my name?!"

Xiao Qingyu was also surprised, and heard Xiao Qingcheng say: "It was written by you yourself. I can't imitate the word Huanyudi~" Fang Jungan frowned and thought about it carefully, then patted his head, "Hiss, so it was you The time you asked me to sign the contract." Then he turned to look at Xiao Qingyu, those peachy eyes

With a sense of grievance, "Qingyu, Qingyu, you see I really sold myself to your Xiao family this time~Qingyu can't afford it~"

Xiao Qingcheng took the post and spread it on the table, handed Wushuang a pen, and said, "Brother, mother and Fang Jiarui have one, and I have one too. This is yours..."

Wushuang took the pen, remained silent, but didn't write anything. At this time, Fang Jun became anxious, and looked at Xiao Qingyu with an aggrieved expression: "Qingyu, you won't regret it. I did what I should do, and what I shouldn’t…”

"Shut up." Xiao Qingyu glared at him angrily, with a faint blush on his ears, Fang Jungan's heart fluttered when he saw it, his Qingyu, this is, he must be shy.

Wushuang picked up a pen and wrote "Xiao Qingyu" on the empty space on the Geng post. The characters were just like the person, unobtrusive but extremely sharp.

Fang Junqian, Xiao Qingyu

The two hearts are the same, with love as a covenant,

willing,

The white head is inseparable, and the whole life is safe.